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JTK the Early Rebel - Jill Scott Lyrics



JTK the Early Rebel - Jill Scott Lyrics
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Uh
Let's get these steps in
Locked my emotions behind these burglar bars
Then I found the keys and told myself
Now we're going hard
Stepped outside fresh from hibernation
A fish on the pavement
Flopped like I played with Peja
One step in the right direction
But don't move too fast
You might miss the exit
Finish your breakfast
Swallowing fate
Hot Plates brought another chapter
Felt relieved
Like an empty bladder
Finding something
Feeling mattered
So walk with me
Don't ever hop
Hide the chalk
There's no need to be kicking rocks
Miscellaneous thoughts roam around
Like a mob
See a black folk
Like dope fiends
I give a nod
I prod at all the dead weight
Hoping I can move it
Can you feel me
See people see me as translucent
When the lines get blurred
But still can see right through me
I package the insecurity then relabel as music
So again can you walk with me
First hour of three
Picking up the pace
But not too much
Can't be moving on E
Go excessive force
Couldn't do it
Can't call me police
So I take a breath
Up the volume
And rock to the beat
Uhm uhm uhm
In my Crushers
I let the sun rinse
Like Wayne
I'm right above it
Many hills that I've climbed
Feels like I've reached the summit
This is my Bag Lady
Count the numbers
Will I suffer
So walk with me
Consistently stalking on good energy
Standing in the distance in hopes that I can intervene
Walk through the door
Hope they don't blow me to smithereens
Imagine that they blast me cause they think I'm on the other team
So I'm back in solitary confinement
With a clock in my view Contemplating if I'm timeless
Scratch that
I left my room for sixty minutes
Get to business
TV screen diminished
Can't rely on it for a better image
I'm tripping
Like Grayson Allen at Duke
Or Californians in the rain on a morning commute
Get to swerving
Nervous is my intuition when I get to trust it
Keep it a hundred
My social meter looking for a budget
I cash in
Tangible funds not in discussion
Let me tell it
My pain gon' make it back in abundance
Threaded
Indebted to transactions of song cries
Based in solitude
A born dreamer that's sleep deprived
My second hour
Reach for my adductor
But to slow me down
Is like a train conductor
In the skyline hills surely to reminisce
About a version of Jay I wish never exists
Sweat pouring like water I need
One bottle as I raise both my eyes to my sleeve
When you living in the sky
Make it harder to breathe
Perseverance ain't a place on your knees
I got action
Hardcore
I'm grinding
Pinpoint a distraction
Brain cycles flex
Need muscle relaxer
With ten thousand more
Mind separates from matter
Hunger grumbling
But determination a factor
She heavy my mind
But the grind is more important
In order to past my peak
I can't settle for distortion
The reason I have this ordinance
Identify the coordinates
Familiar with struggle
No relation to who sorry is
Or worry who is watching kid
The star of a story
A heatwave in pursuit of proper endurance
Pedals see I'm flooring
Flowers in the distance
Laundry day treats my nose with little resistance
Written's are overreaching with skill
But similar to my path of life Going downhill
Concern as an author much closer to Macarthur
While I'm thinking of these lines that I should be sure to doctor
Revisions of my vision
It told me to think different
But it's hard to turn when OCD makes the pivot
I'm talking on this walk just to run from a phase
Really I'm in pain cause I'm still in a cage
With the padlock still in my hand
But the decision is the freedom
Or the money demands
My dilemma
Deliberate
As I try to continue my momentum
Returning back to burglar bars that blessed me with the rhythm
Discipline have I found it
Can I be well rounded
In life you got to live with regrets
All these thoughts cycle 'round Sanity is in threat
Red dot
I-robot
Turn on who I protect
Sanctuary looking scary
Reaching out to my vets is discouraged
Cause everybody deals with a mess
Still spinning like a tape
Play it back on the deck
Album still ain't done
All I got left is steps
So step with me y'all
Step with me y'all
One two
Here we go
Can't run from your dreams
Gotta go and get some
Gotta go and get dough
Give it back to them ones
Can't run from your dreams
Gotta go and get some
Gotta go and get dough
Give it back to them ones
Can't run from your dreams
Gotta go and get some
Gotta go and get dough
Give it back to them ones
I said I wasn't built in a day
I said I wasn't built in a day
I said I wasn't built in a day
I said I wasn't built in a day
I said I wasn't built in a day
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Uh
Let's get these steps in
Locked my emotions behind these burglar bars
Then I found the keys and told myself
Now we're going hard
Stepped outside fresh from hibernation
A fish on the pavement
Flopped like I played with Peja
One step in the right direction
But don't move too fast
You might miss the exit
Finish your breakfast
Swallowing fate
Hot Plates brought another chapter
Felt relieved
Like an empty bladder
Finding something
Feeling mattered
So walk with me
Don't ever hop
Hide the chalk
There's no need to be kicking rocks
Miscellaneous thoughts roam around
Like a mob
See a black folk
Like dope fiends
I give a nod
I prod at all the dead weight
Hoping I can move it
Can you feel me
See people see me as translucent
When the lines get blurred
But still can see right through me
I package the insecurity then relabel as music
So again can you walk with me
First hour of three
Picking up the pace
But not too much
Can't be moving on E
Go excessive force
Couldn't do it
Can't call me police
So I take a breath
Up the volume
And rock to the beat
Uhm uhm uhm
In my Crushers
I let the sun rinse
Like Wayne
I'm right above it
Many hills that I've climbed
Feels like I've reached the summit
This is my Bag Lady
Count the numbers
Will I suffer
So walk with me
Consistently stalking on good energy
Standing in the distance in hopes that I can intervene
Walk through the door
Hope they don't blow me to smithereens
Imagine that they blast me cause they think I'm on the other team
So I'm back in solitary confinement
With a clock in my view Contemplating if I'm timeless
Scratch that
I left my room for sixty minutes
Get to business
TV screen diminished
Can't rely on it for a better image
I'm tripping
Like Grayson Allen at Duke
Or Californians in the rain on a morning commute
Get to swerving
Nervous is my intuition when I get to trust it
Keep it a hundred
My social meter looking for a budget
I cash in
Tangible funds not in discussion
Let me tell it
My pain gon' make it back in abundance
Threaded
Indebted to transactions of song cries
Based in solitude
A born dreamer that's sleep deprived
My second hour
Reach for my adductor
But to slow me down
Is like a train conductor
In the skyline hills surely to reminisce
About a version of Jay I wish never exists
Sweat pouring like water I need
One bottle as I raise both my eyes to my sleeve
When you living in the sky
Make it harder to breathe
Perseverance ain't a place on your knees
I got action
Hardcore
I'm grinding
Pinpoint a distraction
Brain cycles flex
Need muscle relaxer
With ten thousand more
Mind separates from matter
Hunger grumbling
But determination a factor
She heavy my mind
But the grind is more important
In order to past my peak
I can't settle for distortion
The reason I have this ordinance
Identify the coordinates
Familiar with struggle
No relation to who sorry is
Or worry who is watching kid
The star of a story
A heatwave in pursuit of proper endurance
Pedals see I'm flooring
Flowers in the distance
Laundry day treats my nose with little resistance
Written's are overreaching with skill
But similar to my path of life Going downhill
Concern as an author much closer to Macarthur
While I'm thinking of these lines that I should be sure to doctor
Revisions of my vision
It told me to think different
But it's hard to turn when OCD makes the pivot
I'm talking on this walk just to run from a phase
Really I'm in pain cause I'm still in a cage
With the padlock still in my hand
But the decision is the freedom
Or the money demands
My dilemma
Deliberate
As I try to continue my momentum
Returning back to burglar bars that blessed me with the rhythm
Discipline have I found it
Can I be well rounded
In life you got to live with regrets
All these thoughts cycle 'round Sanity is in threat
Red dot
I-robot
Turn on who I protect
Sanctuary looking scary
Reaching out to my vets is discouraged
Cause everybody deals with a mess
Still spinning like a tape
Play it back on the deck
Album still ain't done
All I got left is steps
So step with me y'all
Step with me y'all
One two
Here we go
Can't run from your dreams
Gotta go and get some
Gotta go and get dough
Give it back to them ones
Can't run from your dreams
Gotta go and get some
Gotta go and get dough
Give it back to them ones
Can't run from your dreams
Gotta go and get some
Gotta go and get dough
Give it back to them ones
I said I wasn't built in a day
I said I wasn't built in a day
I said I wasn't built in a day
I said I wasn't built in a day
I said I wasn't built in a day
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Writer: Jalen Kennedy
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Language: English
Length: 5:09
Written by: Jalen Kennedy
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